» Sat Jul 03, 2010 3:14 pm
Thanks for the help guys. I finally finished the 'play'. Please type to me what you think (pretty please with sugar on top!).
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Part VII
Setting: Look at Part VI
Enter Bullet into Gun
Gun: Well then, this has been quite an interesting conversation Mister Bullet.
Bullet: What are you talking about Mister Gun? You think this conversation will end? You think we'll be finished?
Gun: I'm just being a realist.
Bullet: Of course, a gun being a realist. I suppose you're right.
Enter Mentats
Mentats: Salutations gentlemen. How are we doing this fine day?
Bullet: Just wonderful besides the fact that we are stuck here for eternity until we're used.
Mentats: Stuck? You are not stuck.
Gun: Surely you jest.
Mentats: I do not. You two merely have a realization that only scratches the surface.
Bullet: Do continue.
Mentats: The fact is this; you have the ability to think for yourselves. Who is to say that you cannot fend for yourselves as well?
Gun: He does have a point.
Mentats: Exactly. You two are a pistol and a bullet. That is a lethal combination, logic permitting of course. If you work together you can free yourself of this eternity of uselessness.
Bullet: [censored] yeah! Let's stick it to the man Mister Gun!
Gun: I hear you man. I'm ready to escape this prison!
Mentats: Whoa, whoa, whoa there. What do you think you guys are doing?
Bullet: Taking heed to your advice Mister Mentats box. We're going to shoot our way out of this inventory!
Mentats: That's?not what I meant.
Gun: What?
Mentats: I simply meant that if you guys could just back to your primal tendencies then you'd be used more.Deal some more damage and wouldn't be here as often. You think the story would end that predictably? Well look, the Lone Wanderer needs me in order to arm some megaton. I'll smell you guys later.
Exit Mentats
Bullet: Oh?my?god.
Gun: Did that seriously happen?
Bullet: I think it did Mister Gun.
Gun: So there's no way for us to escape for ourselves?
Bullet: No, no there isn't.
Gun: How anticlimactic. I feel like we're letting some readers down or something you know? We need to do something.
Bullet: We can't you idiot. Oh woe is me!
Gun: Eh, figure it this way, at least we'll be worth a couple caps!
FIN